Abigail’s Second Life

Carrying the delicious food to Sage's room, Abigail deliberately paid attention to the faces of the bodyguards. It is just the beginning...

As Sage, who was in a vegetative state, regained a bit of consciousness under the effect of the medicine developed by Martin, she still needed assistance to move around. Even her meals took her a long time to eat.

The dish Abigail made this time involved soaking rice for two hours, smashing it to make soup, and scooping out the large grains of rice while cooking. The soup base was completely mushy and combined with high-quality ingredients to emit a tantalizing aroma.

Sage lay on the bed. She struggled to see what Abigail was carrying.

Seeing Sage's eyes moving, Abigail immediately said to Martin beside her, "Her eyes moved!"

"It's because your food smells too good. She hasn't eaten much for a long time, and she's craving it." Martin smiled and injected the medicine into her body.

With his help, Abigail helped Sage sit up.

Sage's throat rolled as she always wanted to see what Abigail had cooked.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Abigail picked up the bowl, cooled it down, and brought it to Sage's mouth.

Sage swallowed, and as Abigail fed her the food, tears welled up in her eyes.

It seemed like she had suffered a great grievance, but good food always had the power to heal the heart.

Abigail slowly fed her until Sage finished the meal, feeling that her mood was much better.

After Sage lay down, Abigail left with a tray of dishes. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Martin followed her.

what exactly was going on with Sage, neither Martin nor Abigail

had saved Sage, the two of them

but at

on both sides of the corridor, and they

something to eat. I made quite a lot," Abigail invited

Andrew to eat with us,"

much Martin had visibly aged recently and

had fallen to this point because of

couldn't help but think that in the past, the beauties in TV dramas, because they were so beautiful, were fought over by various forces. They would still fade away in

brought Andrew

the

soup; his mood had been bad since he had arrived

initial excitement had faded, leaving

glanced at Martin

that they had no chance

said that they could go back once Sage was cured, but who knew

boring here, but we might have

security here was tight, and their daily activities were limited. It was easy to feel

to watch TV, but now

sighed because even the delicious food

of them were quietly eating, Simond came over and glanced at the counter, looking at Abigail. "Is

yourself from the pot," Abigail said

not for me to eat,"